A new world isn’t made. A new world may only be birthed. We, enlighten parents, are unable to know anything about the new world to come, as we are unable to see clearly, given our conditioned brains. We, enlighten parents, will give birth to new children, the people of the new world. We, enlighten parents, … Continue reading A new world isn’t made. A new world may only be birthed.
atoms and strings bytes and pixels all things old are coming apart don’t fret hold my hand we don’t need a world our hearts entangled open a portal where existence and nonexistence merge you and I, in and out of love, it’s this dance of life birthing a new world around us. ©️A. Garden, September … Continue reading Entangled
Don’t ask by Whom! ~ a poem
Think of myself as an ever blooming lotus flower. I start as a small dot. A seed. A thought. Attention or Love is being poured in me from inside. Don't ask by Whom! That is a secret. Circles start growing out of me. These are my six petals of virtue: Beauty, Kindness, Truthfulness, Courage, Calm, Wisdom. … Continue reading Don’t ask by Whom! ~ a poem
I am that small but relentless grass blade Or shy ivy vine on your steel and glass creations, I am that moody but reliable moonlight That may change your heart or your eyes on things, I am that involution to meaningless childish play Driving you out of insane evolution to seriousness, I am all … Continue reading Amniotic
Welcome, New World!
It's easy to birth a new world. Birthing a new world is as easy as birthing a child. I remember what new feelings I had while pregnant with my boys. All I could see and feel were space ships, outter space journeys and new civilizations. Everything surrounded by big clear blue. For a woman, birthing … Continue reading Welcome, New World!